The evening sunrays fell onto the figure curled under the duvet. The small frame of the male was hidden under the loose garments, yet it could not hide all those marks crawling up the slender neck.
The figure stirred in his sleep, making the duvet slide down. It exposed more of the milky skin decorated with bite marks. The sight was enough to make anyone imagine the blush-inducing activity the male might have been through.
The long silver eyelashes fluttered ever so slightly before opening up a slit to see the world again. Ren had been awake for a while, but the thought of facing Kade kept him frozen.
His blush was bad enough. Too hot and insistent, threatening to engulf his entire being. But more than that, it was the ache of his body. Every part of him felt like it had been taken apart and pieced back together.
He did not even have the energy to lift up his finger, let alone move his broken waist.
